Seasonal Scenes

Summer tourist ignores gawking stares,
is scantily clad
leaving little to imagination.
Too intent on catching season’s last rays
exchanging working haze for lazy days.

Its transition, felled by floral war of sorts,
gold dipped sunflowers droop defeated.
For autumn’s hearty mums,
brass and bragadocious, now gleam victorious.

Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse. Today Laura asks us to write a nine line poem. To make it more challenging, she asks that it incorporate a specific line from a poem she’s cited; and that line just happens to be exactly nine words long! Each of these nine words then, in that order, become the first word in each of the nine lines of my poem. Confused?
Here’s the line: “Summer is leaving too, exchanging its gold for brass” from Dorothy Lawrenson’s September. Now, look just at the first word in each of the nine lines of my poem Seasonal Scenes. And now read those first words from top to bottom and voila, they say Summer is leaving too, exchanging its gold for brass!

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17 thoughts on “Seasonal Scenes

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) September 15, 2020 / 3:21 pm

    I so love how you describe the boisterous colors of fall… right now I feel that fall is depressive.


  2. kim881 September 15, 2020 / 3:33 pm

    I like the layout of your poem, Lill, with five lines in the first and four lines in the second stanza, which emphasises the focus of each: the summer tourist contrasted with ‘gold dipped sunflowers’ – several us wrote about sunflowers for this prompt. I love the final line, with its internal rhymes and that wonderful word ‘bragadocious’.


  3. Laura Bloomsbury September 15, 2020 / 3:35 pm

    the braggadocio and brass make such brilliant complement between the scant clad and the sunflower- brilliant use of the start words


  4. sarahsouthwest September 15, 2020 / 3:43 pm

    Your tourist is a bit brassy and bragadocious, isn’t she? Great colours invoked.

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  5. Lucy September 15, 2020 / 3:45 pm

    I love the imagery this evokes. Wonderful piece!


  6. msjadeli September 15, 2020 / 3:47 pm

    Lillian, I love the “floral war” and how the drooping sunflower concedes to the brassy mums 🙂


  7. revivedwriter September 15, 2020 / 4:24 pm

    I love especially your second stanza, that “floral war of sorts!”


  8. Glenn A. Buttkus September 15, 2020 / 4:32 pm

    You rocked the hell out of the prompt. I like the alliteration in “gold dipped sunflowers droop defeated.”


  9. Ron. September 15, 2020 / 6:31 pm

    Oh yeah, add me to the list of fans of that sunflower line and, well, Geez, Lillian, the whole damned thing just ROCKS!!


  10. peterfrankiswrites September 15, 2020 / 7:03 pm

    For me the ‘For autumn’s hearty mums’ is a sparkling line – (or should I say glowing) – that works on so many levels – flowers, maturity, motherhood and humour. The whole thing is a fresh seasonal delight.


  11. Dora September 15, 2020 / 7:15 pm

    Chrsanthemums do seem to blaze their way into the season.Your imagery captures this beautifully.


  12. rivrvlogr September 15, 2020 / 8:25 pm

    Oh, the things that draw our eye when we wish to grasp a fleeting moment.


  13. Grace September 15, 2020 / 8:45 pm

    I love the energy of he floral wars specially autumn’s hearty mums, brass and bragadocious, now gleam victorious.


  14. Truedessa September 15, 2020 / 9:32 pm

    This makes me want to get some hearty autumn mums. That might just brighten my day!


  15. Helen Dehner September 16, 2020 / 12:10 pm

    I have pots of mums on our front porch so of course this is my favorite line in your lovely poem … ‘for autumn’s hearty mums, brass and bragadocious, now gleam victorious’ .. Cheers.


  16. Xan September 17, 2020 / 9:34 am

    there’s always that guy that would rather freeze than admit that summer’s over. (All the more fraught this summer)


  17. othermary September 18, 2020 / 11:25 pm

    This is just excellent – love the sounds when read aloud. I would never know it was constructed around a line of poetry, it flows so well.


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